Riad Koubba Marrakech

Confirming my ever-strong belief in fate and allworking out eventually, we ended up in Morocco right on time for the 2009 Marrakech Film Festival! As film fanatics, we hot-well, actually cold-footed it-from freezing cold Casa to Marrakech making it just in time for films galore...

Getting back to the Western world is weird after adventures in African countries like Mali and Senegal as it seems so different yet only a drive-or even briefer flight ...

... jda efter ett besök på torget där vi blev inkastade i Borats lilla hörn och avnjöt grillspett, grönsaker, och de klassiska pitabröd som verkar vara den enda brödsort de har här. På torget kan man även äta sniglar som säljs i små stånd och dricka nypressad apelsinjuice eller te och titta på magdans, ormtjusare, gubbar som går runt och spelar på ett litet instrument och snurrar med tofsen på sin hatt m.m. Här verkar det ok ...

... significantly cheaper and their Trans went quite a bit further. We have run into the Oasis truck on numerous occasions and yes it is much nicer with coach seats and a better sound system but I'd rather sacrifice such things to be able to do more on my trip. I mean over $1000 in savings can go quite a long ways in side trips like rafting and shark diving. I would advise if you are choosing an overlanding trip that if you need the extra comfort to go with ...

... monkeys doing twirls in their petty coats. This city caters to the tourist. But the real show doesn’t start till dusk when the night market begins. The main square, which lies almost empty in the day, is filled with roll out restaurants, souvenir shops and everything else you could possible imagine. It is truly a sight to behold. The colors are mesmerizing as you walk down the aisles of the Medina where shop keepers try to entice you into buying anything from leathers to ...

... it's easy to be broken. In the strangest fashion, you start a chain reaction. You look my way something's pounding away and I wonder if I ever felt this before. And you are reaching for Something that is beating I can't believe I never noticed my heart before Over and again Racing out of my skin I can't believe I never noticed my heart before, At least it was never until I noticed You.

That is so true of God, and it is so true of the love between two people He brings together ...

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... just carts. There are nearly no litterbaskets in the streets anywhere, so [unsightly] some corners and dead streets are determined to become ones. And last thing to notice is quite an amount of children - seems they don't have any school or what. But all children I've ever seen here play fotball, it's like a national sport here. The first place to start was the nearby Koutoubia with some palms around it. No tourists are allowed inside any mosque, but even from outside it's nice. Also, it's ...

... by the dungeon master (let's call him Ahab-a swarthy, wiry old man) back into the torture chambers. They are three identical rooms with concrete floors, some tiling on the lower portions of the walls, and high vaulted ceilings with a couple of vents on the top to allow for air circulation. It is hot inside, but not as hot as a steam bath or a sauna. It seems clean enough. Ahab doesn't speak French or English, and communicates with us with grunts and slaps and hand motions when ...

... midday sun (a common feature of the last few days), we stumbled across the grand taxi park, that provided our transport to the High Atlas mountains.  Seven of us (all adults) crammed into a Mercedes 5-door.  (If you're after a car that can stand quite a beating, Mercedes seem to do the trick.)  An hour and several pins and needles later, we rolled into Asni centre.  We had adopted a new "guide", who showed us the way to the bus bound for the mountains ...